Shawn L. Bird

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poem- suspended December 15, 2016

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:23 am
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We are waiting.

The cloud reclines darkly above the lake.

The snow line drops lower.

The cold creeps and seethes.

Inside, bricks channel the chill.

Children vibrate, “It’s coming!  It’s coming!”

It’s so hard to sit still and concentrate.

Adults sniffle and cough, mutter, “Soon.  Soon.”

They dream of freedom, warmth, of sleeping in.

Christmas holidays can’t come

quickly enough.


6 Responses to “poem- suspended”

  1. cote8050 Says:

    I love this!! describes the sense of anticipation so well…nice job. Michelle

  2. jackcollier7 Says:

    very atmospheric, and very well constructed, almost prose poetry? ❤

  3. It feels odd that Christmas seems to be coming later, this year, due to a “work until Christmas Eve” mentality in our school system.

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